I am fairly certain my father knew there was more to my being apprenticed to the Dutch munitions broker Fons Hertzog when I arrived in Cape Town from London then learning a merchant's trade. He was being protective of me, I'm sure, the Great War having broken out the previous summer in Europe with the assassination of the archduke. With the war only enlargi...
A/N: Sorry this one took so long. I lost my way again writing-wise, and it showed in the chapter I had ready to post back in mid-April of '17. Between losing my dad and having health problems of my own, I spent an average of five minutes a day on writing. I had good ideas and some not so good ideas when planning this chapter. I made severe changes from the o...
Destined Hearts Ch. 12 Final pieces, they are always so emotional for me and this one wasn't an exception because it hit me really hard as it had become so attached to me, all the characters. I really hope you guys will enjoy it and are eager to read it as well. Don't forget to drop your comments and rates at the end. I really love you and it was really gre...
Moments after I lose control and release into him Taz goes completely limp, his legs falling away from me, so that for an instant, before the full realisation hits, I am confused. When I realise what I've done I withdraw from him and grip his thighs helplessly, willing him to somehow be immune to what I've done to him. And then, he makes a strange choking n...
I toweled dry, wiping water and the Mr. Bubble residue from my skin. I closed my eyes. What was the problem? Despite my best efforts to ignore my little voice of reason, it whispered in my ear all the clichéd warnings my heart didn't want to hear... Don't mix business with pleasure. Don't put the cart before the horse. Don't be led down the garden path....
People often ask me where I get my ideas from. I'm a romance novelist. Yep, I write those cheap and tawdry little paperbacks that fly off the shelves at the supermarket or the book store for $7.95 a pop; my books fill the afternoons -- and the shopping carts -- of America's housewives, fueling afternoon fantasies that their husbands can never fulfill. Oops....
Showing A Black Man His Place In Life I had been on line all day long looking for someone to hook up with. Just when I though it would be another wasted Saturday I received four messages in a row from four different guys who had read my on line ad: "Husky Bear Seeks To Drain You Dry. Recently divorced 52 year old man looking to come to you, drop to my knees...
*"But I do it for the kids, life threw the towel in on Every time you fall it's only making your chin strong And I'll be in your corner like Mick, baby, 'til the end Or when you hear a song from that big lady Until the referee rings the bell Until both your eyes start to swell Until the crowd goes home What we gonna do ya'll?"* Westley stood in front of t...
When I'd told Mother about me moving in with Jesse, she didn't ask why or beg me to stay. I got a congratulatory smile and a promise that she'd pay my share of the rent. Fine with me—I quit being sore weeks ago. She offered to pay Jesse's share, as well, since she liked him so much. But he respectfully declined, saying that the work keeps him grounded. What...
I'm Tony. Life is good. Life has more variety than I ever dreamt of, because of a special weekend that changed my life for ever. Like all these things it started in a bar! Late on a Tuesday evening. Attached to sports club. Some guys on the next table boasting -- civil servants were the best sportsmen! Okay, they had just won the local five-aside soccer le...